Wrong Memininang
The Part 87
Yuki and Asher are busy getting ready to attend an invitation to the wedding of Tomi, one of Asher's best friends from college.
Yuki was still staring at himself in front of the mirror while Asher was observing the complete face of his wife from the side. They wear couple shirts. Yuki uses a creamy brocade kebaya to match the Asher shirt, they look very suitable and very sweet.
"My make up is okay yet?" tanya Yuki was less sure of the order on her.
"Beautiful, it's really pretty, anyway" praised Asher honestly.
"Yes, let's go" asked Yuki to walk by her husband's hand.
"I guess the marriage is the same Diandra, uh it's not. They are very suitable, mbak Diandra is also very good people," said Yuki regretted. They were already in the car en route to the event location.
"Why should you talk to other people dear Yuki, like we are too. Aye right? Where do you think I will marry you, a soul mate is very secret huh?"
"Yes, really." They have now reached the courtyard of the building, more precisely the hotel ballroom with a very grand and luxurious decoration.
"That's a real name." Yuki's gaze swept through the vast and large room.
"We met the bride first to say congratulations."
"Yes, it's." Yuki and Asher line up to congratulate the happy bride.
"Congratulations, finally get married."
"Thanks bro has come," Tomi replied happily, they hugged each other. Yuki's turn also congratulates the bride and groom.
After greeting the bride, the two lovebirds sit quietly enjoying the available music while enjoying the dishes that have been available.
"You eat what's dear, let Mas take it, you sit here sweet tag my bench."
"Sate aja Mas, it looks good. But a real race has to be long."
"Okay, you sit down and let me stand up. Be fine here don't miss."
"What the hell, let's go..."
"Who knows," Asher glanced mischievously before leaving his wife waiting.
Seen from where Yuki sat Asher began to queue at the first dawet stand then at the satay stand. In the distance Asher smiled occasionally to watch his wife who busied herself observing his cell phone.
"Eh Yuki? Pangling me, MashaAllah is beautiful?" praise lecturer Bisma.
"Sir Bhishma? Here too? Yes sir masa' handsome girl anyway," sloppy Yuki awkward.
"on your own? Which possessive?"
"My husband means that? Mas Asher's in line for food sir, is that?!" point Yuki.
"Understanding is also a child." Bisma chuckles.
"Why Sir? Is there something wrong with my husband?"
"No, I feel he's too lucky to live in Zumi's place of you who are young and beautiful to come."
"Father can be, too much, sir like."
"khem.. fun to talk," said Asher who had just come. "this is a darling.." said Asher gave the food he had just taken from stand satay and dawet.
"Follow me, let's eat Mr. Bhishma."
"Yes, please, I'll take it myself. I'd have a handler I'd better go."
"Yes faster is better" Asher said.
"Yes Ki, first huh? Tomorrow do not forget the guidance, often Ki. if you want to pass."
"Ready sir, thank you."
"Okay, keep the spirit! Tomorrow I set the time to tell you what time it is." Yuki nodded then smiled kindly.
"What the hell Mas... yakali.. I have to put the face of the same Jutek lecturer Bisma, he is my guidance lecturer, can be over my value if I am not good with him."
"Eh! Don't tell me all this time to the campus guidance thesis just a capital smile just keep okay."
"Idihi.. slander continues, start deh..." Yuki was starting to feel uncomfortable.
"Eventually you like the preoccupation in the same noticed other men do not understand that her husband is jealous."
Cup
Yuki was forced to stuff the man's mouth with a short kiss on his lips. Asher gawks at Yuki's reckless actions, while Yuki acts indifferent as long as her husband can quietly stop babbling.
"Again dong.." asloh Asher teased. Yuki stared intently at her husband. If this is the address of apes get spiritual flush later to home.
"You're amazing baby, this prime kiss in the most historic public place of my life. He kissed his beautiful wife before asking. Wow. You're creative, baby."
"It can be done anyway, Mas I want to eat zuppa soup," pointed Yuki, the food covered with pastry skin is quite tempting Yuki. Do not forget about fruits and ice cream. Ambilin huh?"
Asher stared in disbelief at his wife, this afternoon why he was so enthusiastic and again this is something that Yuki never did, eating in large portions. Because after finishing satay, Yuki still stopped by the fried rice stand and now....?
"You're still a laper? That's not over yet?" seloroh Asher was upset because he told himself to take some menus but not in the food just tasting it and finally Asher who spent it.
"I'm already full of yank," Yuki replied without sin.
"But this time it has to be finished?" pinta Asher before moving on.
"Don't try to argue Mas, I can cry," replied Yuki dramatically.
"Yes, yes, my wife.." annoyed Asher but still do his job well.
Yuki had just finished a piece of fruit that was cut into small pieces when the MC directed the time for the bride to throw a bouquet of flowers in her grasp.
Both young and old all enthusiastically stand to position themselves, who knows lucky to get a bouquet of bridal flowers, which is said to be able to be fast following the guarantee of goods who gets from the throw of the flowers.
"OK... ready, huh?"
Everyone said a special prayer for young people who brought the couple has not been halal to this event to quickly follow the course. Halt her partner.
"1. "silence.
"Two.". "all behind the bride's back are getting ready to catch. While Yuki himself was sitting sweetly while observing, of course, did not participate in the waiting of the flower hill. It can be done by her husband if Yuki follows. Hehehe
"Ti. ga." The bride throws a bouquet of flowers that are in her grasp and...
Plegs
The bouquet of flowers landed on Yuki's thigh who was sitting sweetly. Instantly the silent atmosphere turned boisterous.
"Well, I can," Yuki picked up a flower on her lap with a raised smile.
"I didn't follow Mas earlier," always for the sake of seeing Asher's face turned turbid with a sharp look.
"GO HOME!!!"
"The way slowly my legs hurt," Yuki's whine felt like she was following Asher's long steps.
Brakes
That's the sound of the car door closing pretty loud.
"Astaghfirullah's..." Yuki stroked the chest in shock.
"You're why Mas, duh..tick my legs," said Yuki sebal, Asher only noticed his wife's face attached to a sharp eye bead.
The cold instantly enveloped the room in the car. In a matter of seconds Asher directly hit Yuki's body and I**mat his wife's lips greedily.